“Which one do you like more; the red with the blue stars or the blue with the red stars? Or, there`s the white one with the blue and red stars.” Emily said, holding the three pieces of lingerie in front of the mirror. She turned to face the Briton, Arthur, who she had pulled along with her. “Well? Which one?” She asked, making a pouty face and showing him the different bras.
“D – Does it really matter, Emily?” Arthur asked, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. Why was here again? Oh right, because Emily wanted to drag someone along while she went shopping for… unmentionables. “It`s not like anyone is going to see them…” Or at least he hoped no one was going to.
Emily rolled her eyes. “You`re no help, Artie.” She said, pouting again and turning back to the mirror. “Francis was much more help when I brought him last time.” Arthur scowled.
“Francis?” He asked.
“Mhm. He was free the last time I went shopping, and he helped me pick some out.” Emily said, now looking through a different rack of bras.
Arthur stayed silent for a moment, scowling a bit. Stupid frog went shopping with his Em – er.. with Emily. He bet the French pervert just wanted to see if he could ‘get something special’ or some disgusting thing like that. The next time he saw that stupid man he would -
“Hello? Earth to Artie, do you copy? Over.” Emily said waving her hand in front of the British man`s face. Apparently he had spaced out without noticing.
“Come on, Artie, all of these bras are too small.” She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the section with larger cup sizes. Arthur covered his slightly red face as she pulled him through the racks and shelves of lingerie.
“Honestly, Emily, i – is it this hard to find … t – things for you? I mean, no one sees them…” Arthur asked, almost instantly regretting the question as he saw the girl`s face.
“Yes it is, Artie!” Emily said, pursing her lips into a pout. “The larger sizes never have cute patterns like the smaller sizes, so it`s hard for me to find cute bras in my size.” Well, that explains why they were in the section with sizes too small for her chest size.
Arthur just sighed and didn`t continue the conversation. But, Emily being the talkative and hyper girl she was, soon started talking once more. “What about this one Artie?” she asked, holding up a lacy, black bra. His face turned a deeper shade of red than the tomatoes Antonio would bring to lunch every day.
“I – I … uh… um… i – it`s okay?” he said looking off to the side, as he pretended to brush some dust off the sleeve of his shirt.
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